Outright Favoritism Chapter 1059: : Yin Mo hands-on

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He Chen was forced to stand still, and the rich perfume smelled into the woman's body.

He lowered his eyes, pulled her away with great force, and flicked a few meters away, his brows sneered coldly, "If your tongue is useless, cut it off."

The woman staggered back, her eyebrows and eyes were embarrassed, but she pouted and complained, "Brother-in-law, you are so rude..."

At the same time, Yin Mo got up and walked out with the folder, He Qing's eyes were smiling but not smiling, and there was joy in his eyes.

There is nothing wrong with men's lust, but every time He Chen tempts a woman, she is a big-minded woman.

For example, at this moment, no amount of music can cover the loud applause.

He Qing took a sip of his wine and raised his eyes slightly, but soon frowned his sword eyebrows.

Outside the lounge, the woman held her left face in disbelief, her chest rising and falling violently, and she was obviously very angry.

Yin Mo looked at her blankly, with a cold and fierce expression, "I don't have a sister."

He Qing clenched her fingers and couldn't tell what it was like. Is she brainless or mentally retarded?

Let her hit He Chen, but she went to hit Cheng Wen instead.

On the other side, He Chen turned his head to look at Yin Mo, and in the next second he pulled her hand on her palm and rubbed it, her brows returned to the usual frivolousness, "Why do you do it yourself when you hit someone? Doesn't it hurt?"

Yin Mo glanced at him, "It's kind of."

He Chen squeezed her hand and kissed her mouth twice, "Does it still hurt?"

"It's better."

The name of the beaten woman named Cheng Wen was stunned at this time. Are you two people?

Even the bodyguard next to him couldn't help but look away, and his mood was extremely complicated.

He Chen was very kind to the sister-in-law of Cheng Wen because of his love for the house and Wu.

Now... it's really not what it used to be.

"Brother-in-law, you actually let her fight...ah..."

Cheng Wen looked at He Chen aggrievedly with tears in her eyes and cried.

Who knows that before she finished speaking, Yin Mo slapped her right cheek by surprise, "You call his brother-in-law to try again?"

He Chen squeezed his forehead and laughed so hard that he wrapped Yin Mo's belt into his arms, and pretended to be angrily, "Still?"

"Do you feel bad?" Yin Mo's complexion was flat, but the corners of her lips were not hard to see her displeasure.

He Chen took the document she was holding under her arms and threw it directly on the ground. He pulled Yin Mo's hands and rubbed it, and called out, "Atai."

When the words were over, a man in a black suit walked over to the bar not far away, "Brother Chen, you give me an order."

He Chen lightly rubbed Yin Mo's palm, raised his eyebrows and gestured to Cheng Wen, "If she has a bitch, you come and hit."

"Brother-in-law..." Cheng Wen puffed down her tears, "You treat me like this, sister, if she knows..."

He Chen's handsome face suddenly sank, which made Yin Mo also pursed his lips and frowned.

Is his sudden expression because of Cheng Wen's words or because... thinking of her sister?

Yin Mo knew that she shouldn't care about the past, but if He Chen would still be affected by the other party, she might really have no choice but to mind.

At this moment, He Chen was overwhelmed by the haze, coldly staring at Artest behind him, stretched out his leg and kicked him, "Did you **** hear what I said?"

Artest scratched his head tangledly, "Brother Chen, hitting a woman... isn't it right?"

"Is she your woman?"

Artest shook his head and glanced up and down at Cheng Wen, "I don't want to be like this, it's too shameless, I can't help it."

He Chen curled up his thin lips playfully, and when he walked into the lounge with his arms around Yin Mo, he sneered and said: "Then, just, hit."

The next second, Artest nodded reluctantly and said: "Let's do it."

Cheng Wen stopped crying, and didn't dare to call Brother He Chen again. She could only stare at Artest vigilantly, took out her phone from the pocket of her long skirt, and quietly sent a message.

In the lounge, He Chen took Yin Mo and sat opposite He Qing. None of the three spoke, and the atmosphere was strangely quiet.

He Qing took out the cigarette from his pocket and brought it to his mouth to look at Yin Mo, "Miss Yin really opened my eyes."

"You have little knowledge and face to speak?" He Chen stepped on the coffee table with one leg and said with a wicked smile: "He Qing, will your peanut-sized brain work **** women?"

He Qing lowered his head and lit a cigarette, the faint mist blurred his gloomy look, "What you said, Miss Yin and I are old acquaintances, drinking a glass of wine and chatting, is it possible to get your permission?"

Without waiting for He Chen to speak, He Qing smiled deeply, "Or...are you afraid of repeating the same mistakes?"

"Not an old acquaintance. Mr. He, I am not familiar with you."

No matter what He Qing tried to provoke discord, Yin Mo could dismantle the platform calmly.

He Chen sneered with one leg on his knees, rubbing Yin Mo's head, and sneered, "Have you heard?"

He Qing shook his head without a different color, and pointed at Yin Mo with his hand holding a cigarette in the air, "Miss Yin, we just... didn't say that."

Yin Mo looked at He Chen, who raised his eyebrows slightly, and said bluntly: "He just asked me to slap you."

He Qing: "..."

He Chen: "..."

Yin Mo seems to have a trait that can make any turbulent scenes big and speechless.

He Qing first felt Yin Mo wasn't stupid, but said she was shrewd and far-fetched.

The only explanation is that the brain circuits are unusual.

At this time, He Qing took a deep look at Yin Mo, leaned over and lit the soot, and said astonishingly, "He Chen, I heard that your little lychee has been waiting for you all these years. When you are holding your new love , Don’t miss her at all?"

Yin Mo couldn't help but tilted his head to look at the ground outside the gauze curtain. The document left by He Chen casually was still lying there and no one cared about it.

Little litchi... is it Cheng Li?

Yin Mo grabbed his finger. The name Little Lychee...sounds so good.

He took it?

Otherwise, Yin Mo's brain circuit is very strange, she lowered her head and thought for a long time, and asked in a light tone: "Do you like lychees?"

He Qing: "..."

He Chen closed his eyes, scraped her teeth across her lower lip, dragged her into her arms forcefully, lowered her head and licked her earlobe, "I like you."

This is the first time He Chen says he likes her.

Although the occasion is wrong, it does not affect his performance.

Such scenes will only increase in the future. Misunderstandings will be deeply buried, and problems will occur sooner or later. It is better to solve them on the spot.

Yin Mo nodded his head without expression when he heard his untimely confession, "Oh."

He Qing laughed, and laughed forward and backward, "Miss Yin, you are so silly and cute, do you believe what a man says by his mouth?"

Yin Mo blinked innocently, "Why can't you believe it? Didn't you just say what you just said?"

He Qing stopped smiling, his eyebrows gradually stiffened with mockery and contempt, "You have a good relationship with Li Qiao?"

"Li Qiao?" Yin Mo seemed to be confused for a few seconds, "Oh, you said Yan Ye's wife?"